UTOPIAN STORM

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JOURNAL #29

a rose now retired

mere petals of preoccupation

such cascading silk

sweet remnants

most subtly discussed

the bloom and broadening

of mental space

verses

mortal trips

lips leading minds

into kingdoms of frenzied

affairs

there are paintings

in these Utopian eyes

still yet to be discovered

housed in a pale soft museum

of unhurried

flesh

impartial to the changing winds

of maturity

I say

let this be our storm..........

(written July 24,2004 330am)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

passion, it's all about passion if one would just but look..........

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